"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"Tell all the Truth but tell it slant-- Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind--"
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Source: Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.431, Harvard University Press
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